Willi said I needed blog therapy.
But the oscars are on.
So I will blog this — Bill Murray better win.
Also – an apology to the boss man: I’m sorry I called you a fat ass. You are not fat and it was good natured ribbing. I could tell by the expression on your face, however, that I had hit upon a sensitive nerve. So I am sorry. You’re not fat – no matter what Jonathon says.
Stupid fairy movie.
the worst thing about the LOTR is that it should have ended like six times during its play. I mean, talk about over the top Epic ! At least Lost in Translation had no point whatsoever. And you could let your mind go numb for an hour and a half and whirl about in Japan with some neglected wifey-type, and a golf course maintenence man gone Ghostbuster.
GHOSTBUSTER DAaAAAWWWWWGGGGG!!!
ummm…yes. I suppose so.
I felt for Murray after he didn’t win and Crystal thought it would be funny to say “Awww…Don’t go Bill. Don’t leave.” It looked like he was genuinely disappointed…Of course – it could have been that Oscar caliber talent coming out.